Maybe its just a phase, that i cant get out of my way.
Maybe the fire is burnt out, do i even know what im talking about?
Lost sometimes and flying like a balloon, need to be grounded and trapped into a cocoon.
Listen to the sounds of the nearby laughter, wondering if this could be my happily ever after
Losing sight of what we were, the smallest argument makes my heart stir.
Dont know how strong i can be, wondering if i could ever be free of Me.
Thursday, February 15, 2007
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